I had not anticipated the sheer number of decisions involved in making a move this big.
First it was "where will I live?"
Then it was "when will I leave?"
Then it was "will I fly or will I drive?" THIS was the big one. There were a thousand tradeoffs of time, cost, ease of transport, etc etc etc. Tied into this question was another doozy: "will I sell my car??"
I had originally planned on taking a long cross country road trip with my geckos, doing lots of sightseeing along the way. I was thrilled with the idea of seeing parts of the country I had never been to, but a little worried about the cost and the question of whether my poor car would be able to make it.
After some discussion, my dad convinced me to look into the idea of selling my car, flying with the essentials, and shipping the rest of my things in a moving pod. I admit, the idea of a quick four hour flight was looking pretty good in comparison to a 30 hour drive, so I changed my plans. I would sell my car, pack up my things in a pod, fly to LA with the geckos, and wait for everything to arrive. Seemed perfect!
Then, of course, I made the horrible decision of researching costs and looking up flight policies for pets and calling moving pod companies and long story short, this was NOT going to work.
One mild panic attack later, I'm back on the road trip idea. JD, Kahlua, and I will pack up all our stuff and set off into the wild west on August 5th. We'll take our time, 3 or 4 days of driving, and arrive in California with a few days to spare before orientation starts. And then, once I'm all settled, I'll say goodbye to my wonderful car and be a few thousand dollars richer.
(plans will probably chance eighty more times before I leave, of course)
For now, it feels good to have at least one huge decision out of the way.
Until next time!
Love and bellyrubs,
Christy
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